It was July hot 'cross Georgia on my way to myrtle beach I just got my diploma so I set out in search of me The honeymoon was over and Alabama was far
Alright, watch out Now my daddy was hard shelled Alabama preacher My momma was a dedicated Sunday school teacher My brother went to college and got a
' round on his ol' toe Threw away his crutch and hollered hey here we go Well it's hail hail the gang's all here for the Alabama Jubilee You oughta see
We live in the land of plenty But many things aren't plenty anymore Like the water from our sink they say it's not safe to drink You gotta go and buy
In the corner of my mind stands a jukebox It's playing all my favorite memories One by one they take me back To the days when you were mine And I can'
When you feel like there's nowhere to go Get up and take the high road When you feel like you're all alone Get up and take the high road, oh, no Take
Precious Lord take my hand and lead me on, let me stand I am tired, I am weak and, and I am worn The storm, through the night, lead me on to the night
you, I tell you we must die Oh, moon of Alabama, it's time to say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whiskey or you know why Oh, moon of Alabama
so blue Sweet home Alabama Lord, I'm coming home to you Here I come, Alabama Ah ah ah Alabama, ah ah ah Alabama, ah ah ah Alabama, ah ah ah Alabama
the boys from Alabama We're keepin' an eye on you Were're keepin' an eye on you Don't piss off the boys from Alabama You better take it like a man Ain
I grew up in North Alabama, back in the 1970's, when dinosaurs still roamed the earth??? Speaking of course of the Three Great Alabama Icons??? George
One, two, three and Jesus built a bridge to Heaven A mighty, mighty bridge to Heaven Jesus built a bridge to Heaven With three nails and two cross ties
I know a place, it's the land of milk and honey I know a place where all the streets are paved with gold I know a place where there's life forever after
You ought to live so God can use you Anywhere, Lord, anytime You ought to live so God can use you Anywhere, Lord, anytime You ought to pray so God can
One, two, three I have seen my last tomorrow I am holding my last breath Goodbye world, sweet world of sorrow My new life begins with death I am standing
As I travel through this pilgrim land I have a Friend who walks with me He'll lead me safely through this sinking sand Out of Calvary, hey This is my
mother? Where is the honor in hurting a child? Your blood on his hands A voice like thunder You won't give him the pleasure of seeing you cry Alabama
a field of white And stars fell on Alabama that night I can't forget the glamor, your eyes held a tender light And stars fell on Alabama last night I